I only wish I was present to capture its beauty in song and dance and poetry.

I've also been sick as a dog and told to go out to see friends for a barbecue which was fantastic but I came home feeling like my head was going to explode, oh Christ.
Bliss your love has nursed me back to health enough to be able to get on and write. <3
And we're all out of chicken soup, I'm afraid. Lemon and honey and various other spices are traditional Indian remedies. 
(I can still speak. Hallelujah!)

...I also don't know if I'd ever get drunk on a Thursday ever.
Though where I am, Thursday night is the start of the weekend.
So...
[s]too bad[/s]